The kid in the Train car

Tears filled up my eyes
As he entered the train car
With a Christmas song
Following on his back

I couldn't look at him
I couldn't help him
And I just felt hollow

His lips were moving
His hand holding a paper cup
Straight ahead his chest

He couldn't look at us, too
Eyes empty
But his lips were moving
And he was mumbling
The lyrics to the song that followed him
And his arm was stretched
With an empty paper cup
Pleading to be filled.
Pleading for my help.